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“The better part of valor is discretion, in the which better part I have sav’d my life.”

— Falstaff, Henry 4, Part 1 — Act 5, Scene 4

Horoscopes for 7.2.2020

Happy 4th of July. Ready for astrological fireworks?

Cancer

We’ve long bemoaned the loss of ‘Ye Olde Austin,’ the land of myth and lore. Subsumed by mid-rise developers’ dreams, burgeoning growths like unchecked and self-replicating cells? Just when the old Austin is gone, I was, where the pawn shop was? Across from the old police substation? All gone, now, but just when I get around to bemoaning the relative death, the plight of devilish developments, along comes a sign that the substrate is still solid. Riding down the street? It was a lad on a mismatched bicycle, and strapped — proudly — across the handlebars? It was a set of longhorn horns, the kind that belongs on the front of a truck or the Cadillac limo service. Bicycle. On a bicycle, old South Austin, just pedaling away in the summer’s heat. Just when I was sure all vestiges of the past were gone? As a Cancer, Moon Child compliant person? Just when you think it’s, just when there seems to be no respite, along comes a sign, just pedaling down the street.

The Leo

Compounding the current imbroglio loosed in Leo? There’s a hot mess of planets just trying harder and harder to maximize The Leo’s problems. It was, as if, a secret force from outside of our good, Leo selves was trying to pick apart our most secret fears.

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I like not fair terms and a villain’s mind.

June 25 is St. Botolph’s Day in Scotland. Should I have used the Scottish Play this week?

June 27, 8:45 PM (+/-) Mars enters Aries. Saturn slides back into Capricorn July 2, around noon.

Horoscopes for 6.25.2020

Cancer

I have a small medallion on my desk. Really, it sits on the extended base of the monitor stand, but let’s just — for the sake of description — call this a medallion that sits on my desk. It’s a small memento — a reminder of past endeavors. As a chunk of metal, it’s probably not even semi-rare, I’m guessing brass, pot metal combination. Certainly wouldn’t want to stick it in my mouth.

But as a memento, as a souvenir, and as touchstone-keepsake, it carries great weight. This is purely emotional investment on my part. If it walked out the door tomorrow, I wouldn’t be heartbroken. I would miss it, but the emotional investment is still there, whether I have the item or not. “Life is short,” kind of thing; it has a Latin inscription on it. As birthdays, solstice, up and coming holidays — all of that? What’s really important? Is it the medallion itself, or what is stands for?

The Leo

Duck. Dodge. Deceive. So that last one didn’t really work, but I was looking over some of these charts, and I noticed that I have an extraordinary amount of Leo friends. Mostly female, but it’s not limited to just that. Never could figure it out, either. Or I chose to ignore the obvious reason I have so many Leo friends: they are awesome. That aside, back to my opening alliteration for The Leo — duck. Dodge. Deceive. I was unsure of the last one, but I liked the idea of the way it sounded, and to some, this will look like a deception.
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“How now? A rat? Dead, for a ducat, dead!”

Kills Polonius through the arras.

• Hamlet act 3, scene 4

Have to include stage directions, no?

Horoscopes for 6.18.2020

Venus goes direct June 25, 2020 — around 1:48 AM. Alas, Mercury is still heinously retrograde.

Cancer

I had some “artisanal coffee” the other morning. From time to time, my extended family and I share bags of local coffee. This was that kind of specialty coffee from single source in the Middle East, part of a batch of beans, hand-picked, then the donkey’s name was — I can’t pronounce it — but all of that winding and wending its way to a roaster, who then hand-selected the bean, and then, carefully packaged it all after roasting. Wasn’t just good, was really good. But the label suggested hints of cacao nib, and certain floral essence with overtones of apple and clove.

I do not have a refined palate. I got “blueberries.” Seriously, opening, then carefully grinding just enough for a single cup of morning coffee, alert but wanting to savor the precious brew from the rarified beans? That first hint? Blueberries. To me, it was pretty distinct. Pretty clear, and pretty sure of myself, but I didn't get the chocolate overtones, or undercurrent, or whatever. What I got was a delicate hint of blueberry. Slightly fruity but not overtly so. In this next week, birthdays, summer solstice, and so forth? That package advertises one characteristic. What you get? Might be different. Still good, just not what the package advertised.

The Leo

“That character Polonius, he just blended in with the drapes.” Joke like that slays me. Might be in poor taste, but that never bothered me. As the mighty Leo, though, remember what happened to the character Polonius in Shakespeare’s Hamlet, doesn’t end well. He hide behind the drapes in the room? Hamlets goes to have heart-to-heart with his mom? Yeah, doesn’t end well.
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“I will tell thee in French; which I am sure will hang upon my tongue like a new-married wife about her husband’s neck.”

Horoscopes for 6.11.2020

As Mercury unravels and starts a Mercury Retrograde pattern? Mercury starts this pattern on June 17, in the tropical zodiac sign of Cancer. Mars conjoins Neptune. What does it mean?

Gemini

Wishing a happy birthday to one Gemini. There’s an essence that I try to derive, a way to express the energy floating freely in the air space around Gemini. The air shimmers. Like a heat wave? That’s it. The air around Gemini has that ethereal quality of looking through a heat wave that distorts the view. It’s real, only, it seems to be a little “indistinct.” Can’t get a clear image at the moment. No worries, keep on being your Gemini selves.

Cancer

Echo and reverb. Like an old, analog “special effects” pedal on a guitar? The “wa-wah” pedal? That this week’s energy, echo, reverberation, bouncing back and forth, and then? Not going any one direction particularly quickly. Not exactly pointless, but that sense, “We’ve covered this before, right?”

Right.

We have covered this before.
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Give me, great Mars,
Some token of thy pleasure.

Arcite in Shakespeare’s The Two Noble Kinsmen 5.1.60-1

Horoscopes for 6.4.2020

Gemini

The mighty Redwoods, like the famous ones in Northern Cal? They tend to grow in clusters, like a fairy ring, of trees. The root system for the younger Redwoods are shallow and don’t go deep, which belies their ability to grow so tall. Lore passed onto me was that redwood roots are no more than six feet deep. I live in Texas, I’ve seen weeds with deeper roots than that. But the way the redwoods stand so tall? They stand together. That single redwood becomes a ring of three, then six, or more, and these trees all work together with that root system — not a deep foundation — but a wide foundation that depends on the support of the other trees. So the trees are connected and working together as a team. Almost defies physics. With this in mind, what’s the take-away for a (happy birthday to my sister) Gemini? Stand together or fall alone? Sure. “Oh, oh, I got it! I don’t need deep roots?” Yes, as long as there are others there to help support, and it looks like, that roots system is inter-meshed. Gather your people around you, hopefully, metaphorically.

Cancer

I’ve made note of this several times over, about Saturn and Venus — and — Shakespeare’s apparent double-meaning. None of this is new. It’s the double meaning that plays into this week’s material floating freely in the Moon Children’s sky. That old Cancer view of the heavens?
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